He is right about my inexperience. The child looked up at the man as he smiled at her. Fine, it’s not much though…

Elea began her attack with a simple side slash, which the man easily stopped. She then tried to stab, the man just side-stepped to the left. Her ‘sword’ handle sharply jutted back in a jab to his right side, as she spun around to face him again.

The Union now held the stick with two hands, and began to swipe at the dark-clothed man. The child’s hands barely poked out of the sleeves on her gray jacket, which swayed with her strikes. Elea stepped back a bit, her gray eyes locked on the man and his ‘sword’.

The swords-girl let her stick change to her right hand and charged, but stepped to the left with a stab at the last minute. The man swung in an angled side slash, which knocked her stab away. The Union stepped back again, her eyes began to flicker with annoyance, but it quickly stopped. I’m a little surprised I can do this, because Dad never really got around to teaching me stuff like this. I’m just thinking here.

A strand of the child’s white hair fell onto her face as she crouched low, then came at the dark-clothed man again, and took a swipe at his legs. He just jumped before her attack even came close to his legs. The Union stood upright and turned to the side, her left arm horizontal, and tried to charge again. As the child got close, she turned, leading a side swipe, but it was blocked.

Elea jumped back then kept backing up for a bit. Her ‘sword’ has held with two hands, pointing at an angle at him. The child looked like she wanted to continue, but there was a twinge of fear in her eyes. The Union muttered, “Yep, just like Dad.”

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My Battle Arena Characters: Wisp, Elea, Azura, Mahalia
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